Oh, Jon Freeman. Best of British and every other kind of luck to you, and for the love of God do your best to hurry those medical people along. You're correct; you have zero choice if you wish to remain on this side of the grass, let alone functional.

Michelle, that losing a wheel thing with Pete's truck is one of the nightmare scenarios of modern road travel, and I'm so glad it ended with no injuries. Pete must have great self-control and top-notch driving skills; kudos to him.

Today, I am dealing with a dose of gut misery, a mild flare-up of diverticulosis. It's not frequent, but it happens often enough to be a factor in household routines such as travel. When my insides are in a state of rebellion, I have to stay out of restaurants and avoid fibrous foods until relative calm is restored. Boring, but there it is; all part of living this long. On the one hand, you acquire wisdom and a wide repertoire of genuinely funny jokes; on the other, you pay with gut misery, or arthritis, or both!

Did I ever tell you the one about the pig with the wooden leg?